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Jun 16, 2007

THE SONG OF THE LENAPE WARRIORS GOING AGAINST THE ENEMY (crudely translated from pure tongues to the Queen's)




"O poor me!
Whom am going out to fight the enemy,
and know not whether i shall return again,
To enjoy the embraces of my children
And my wife.
O poor creature!
Whose life is not in his own hands,
Who has no power over his own body,
But tries to do his duty
For the welfare of his nation.
O! thou Great Spirit above!
Take pity on my children
And on my wife!
Prevent their mourning on my account!
Grant that i may be successful in this attempt-
That i may slay my enemy,
And bring my trophies of war
To my dear family and friends,
That we may rejoice together.
O! take pity on me!
Give me strength and courage to meet my enemy,
Suffer me to return again to my children,
To my wife
And to my relations!
Take pity on me and preserve my life
And i will make to thee a sacrifice."






























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Jun 15, 2007

Disorder within social neural networks.


"Autism ~ Autism is classified by the World Health Organization and American Psychological Association as a developmental disability that results from a disorder of the human central nervous system.[1] It is diagnosed using specific criteria for impairments to social interaction, communication, interests, imagination and activities.[2] The causes, symptoms, etiology, treatment, and other issues are controversial. Autism, and the other four pervasive developmental disorders (PDD), are all considered to be neurodevelopmental disorders. They are diagnosed on the basis of a triad, or group of three behavioral impairments or dysfunctions: impaired social interaction, impaired communication, and restricted and repetitive interests and activities.[5]
...Conversely, some autistic children and adults are opposed to attempts to cure autism. These people see autism as part of who they are,[9][10][11] and in some cases they perceive treatments and attempts of a cure to be unethical.[12]" ~ from Wikipedia, the people's database in the debate for knowledge and truth.



~~~ As scientists theorize on genetic imbalances in neural chemistry what is their baseline? where is the example of correct balance?
Isn't this just a conversation bent on achieving conformity through pharmaceuticals??



~~ First, there was Nature. Then came the mystics and prophets. Much like a werewolf, these were transformed into howling at the moon maniacs. When European doctors invented and became addicted to cocaine the maniacs were diagnosed Manic-Depressive. Now there is an industry of pills to pacify the ma
nia... causing it to become a Disorder.

~First, our children were all special and unique. Maybe the artificial ingredients in all of their food makes them autistic. Maybe it is the constant exposure to microwaves, cell phones and pollution during physical development that makes them withdrawn and unemotional. Or maybe it's that all the parents are withdrawn now too. Isolated and lonely.
Lost.

Dont cry for them gringos

Including King Bush the first,

how many years have we been killing people in Iraq, more or less?

I wonder, if Gallup did a legitimate poll, how many citizens of the U.S.A. have ever seen any video footage, or even one picture...

of a child crying in Iraq.



Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

Hits of the Month

Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
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